Wednesday, January 05, 2005

Clinging to a memory

Holding onto you feels like I’m holding on to a memory Believing in something the eyes can’t see Talking to myself, pretending that you are there Like a foolish child, despite being much aware. Why do I hold on only to be hurt? Chase u like a puppy, just to be kicked into dirt! Faithful like the shore I continue to wait Idly believe in changing the obvious fate. I love u still, or so I believe,
My world will turn cold if u ever leave These illusions I create to have something to hold onto Setting myself for heartbreak by loving what isn’t true!